I was loved in my dreams last night. It echoed through me like thunder-I felt it through and through.
LANG LEAVI was loved in my dreams last night. It echoed through me like thunder-I felt it through and through.
LANG LEAVWho you love and who loves you back determines so much in your life.
LANG LEAVLoving you is like being ten years old again, scaling a tree with my eyes bright and skyward, wanting only to get higher and higher, without a thought of how I would get back down.
LANG LEAVShe was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said.
LANG LEAVAnd you said ecstasy was a storm cloud, just before the rain would burst into the night sky, like a thousand aquatic stars-and not one single moment before.
LANG LEAVWhen you lose a person, a whole universe goes along with them.
LANG LEAVThere are many things in life you can postpone, but love isn’t one of them.
LANG LEAVI think the mysterious pull that draws you to another person is identical to the one that moves our eyes upward to the stars.
LANG LEAVI don’t know how you are so familiar to me-or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before-in another time, a different place, some other existence.
LANG LEAVLove is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
LANG LEAVHere’s the story of my life. Hoping they would care about me or wishing they wouldn’t care so much.
LANG LEAVAnything and everything, the two almost the same–everything says, have it all; anything, one to claim.
LANG LEAVI wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
LANG LEAVI don’t think about myself as much as I used to. I guess that’s a good thing. I only think about the things that are missing from me.
LANG LEAVHere’s to those who wish us well, and the rest can go to hell!
LANG LEAVThe most beautiful thing is not when you learn to live without something: it’s the moment you realize you never needed it in the first place.
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